Shu's Diaries - Tanis

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To His Imperial Majesty,

After leaving the Roman village, I immediately began my journey to visit the Egyptians. Their village, as I found out, is called Tanis. Crop hills gradually made way to sand dunes. The air was dry and

the sun was burning relentlessly. I had replenished my water supply in the Roman village, but I was already running low again.

Nenet was dutifully flying ahead. He had warned me many times of false images on the horizon, which I had mistaken for villages. When I finally saw large blue flags, and Nenet did not object, I felt great relief. Several big cylindrical buildings with flat roofs could be seen from afar, taller than most buildings I had known. They were built of mud brick but with fine edges made of blue stone. An intriguing symbol graced the front of each building.

I walked past the surrounding crop fields and toward the village gate. Although it was noon, many villagers were working tirelessly in the scorching heat. I had donned my Egyptian attire long before, as it was the only suitable choice in this weather. I made sure to look like a man of power, so none of the guards would dare to question me. With my head up high and a serious gaze, I walked past the guards and into the village. They became tense, but a misspoken word now might cost them their tongue later.

I had already suspected it, but now I knew the Egyptians’ secret.

The Romans were hard workers, but they also liked their breaks. But never had I seen people exert themselves harder than here. Workers were sweating and breathing heavily, and even those carrying the heaviest bricks never stopped for a rest. My attention was drawn to a truly remarkable building. It transported water through cleverly laid pipes into the whole village. Patches of green could be found close to the pipes, bringing life to an otherwise barren ground.

Fascinated, I continued along my path. Between the large cylindrical constructions was a smaller, rectangular building with a tall chimney attached. Loaves of bread were cooling down on a wooden counter. Savoring my fresh snack, I came upon one of the most magnificent buildings in the village. It was two floors tall and built not only of mud brick but also sturdy limestone. It consisted of many meticulously crafted elements and its edges were embellished with blue stone. This building was clearly important. I had to look inside.

With everybody out working, I was hoping for the house to be empty. I quietly climbed through one of its openings. The room was dark and cold. Plenty of weapons were hanging on one of the walls. Yet I was more interested in the scrolls spread on a table near me. They showed the drawings of a foreign village and a few sketches of large carts that would be used to carry resources. The Egyptians certainly had no such contraptions. A noise came from the second floor. I had to move. I took one more glance to figure out if I could get the name of this village. There it was: Teutoburg. That decided it.

My next destination would be to visit the Teutons.